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Chapter 248 The Strongest Name

noon.

The final duel begins.

It was a battle between elves and orcs. Both sides wielded heavy swords and made tentative attacks on each other, looking for opportunities to deliver a fatal blow.

The Plague Goddess looked at this scene and suddenly turned to Akhtar beside her and asked: "Akhtar, do you like dueling?"

"Why do you have this idea?" Ximu withdrew his gaze from watching the battle, and then heard the Plague Goddess' explanation:
"In your story, there are always elements of duels, whether before or after becoming a demon. Even the battle with the omniscient god was a duel."

The description of Akhtar's deeds by the goddess of fate is full of duel elements, starting from his rise in the duel arena to his final duel with the omniscient god.

So it’s hard not to wonder whether Akhtar really enjoys dueling.

"It doesn't matter even if it's not a duel." Ximu chuckled, "I just prefer fighting, so I can accept it even if it's not a duel."

"Do you prefer fighting?" The Plague Goddess thought for a moment, then asked the man who possessed the power to burn the world, "Now that you are the strongest, can you still experience the joy of fighting?"

Although she herself is not good at fighting, she also knows the conditions for achieving a battle, which is that the opponent must be threatening.

Simply stepping on ants to death cannot constitute the element of combat.

Now, apart from the Omniscient God and the existence of the Witch of Death's level, no one can make Akhtar meet the conditions for battle.

"Aren't there a bunch of people trying to defeat me?" Ximu looked at the battle in the duel arena, "Now we can still look forward to what they can do."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

The Plague Goddess took out a biscuit from the bag on her lap and handed it to Akhtar with a gentle smile:
"Before that, you can try other things, like fine dining."

"..."

Ximu looked at the biscuit that was next to his mouth, and then opened his mouth consciously.

But the Plague Goddess was stunned when she saw this scene. She didn't expect Akhtar to react like this and thought Akhtar would take the biscuits from her.

But now that things have come to this, she can only choose to feed it.

"For the next period of time, you'd better not run around." Ximu bit a biscuit, his eyes fixed on the battle in the center of the duel field, and said casually, "Otherwise you might get into danger."

The Plague Goddess stared deeply at Akhtar, who was in a natural state, then looked down at her fingers and gave up worrying about feeding him.

She continued asking questions following Akhtar's topic.

"Why am I in danger?"

"That's a long story." Ximu swallowed the biscuit and then opened his mouth towards the Plague Goddess.

Obvious hint.

The Plague Goddess hesitated for a moment, but decided to feed the biscuit into Akhtar's mouth. This man was the Lord of Ashes, and if she made him unhappy, the whole world would be in danger, so it didn't matter if she fed him the biscuit.

"Whether it's a witch or a demon, they all hate gods very much." Ximu explained while eating cookies:

"And you are a god hated by many witches and demons."

"Who made me send down plagues so often?" The Plague Goddess didn't seem surprised, and her smile was unexpectedly calm. "This will inevitably hurt many people, so it's normal for them to want to kill me."

It was not surprising that she was hated by witches and demons and wanted to be killed. Rather, she felt it was natural when she knew that she was the first dead god, a god who brought plague.

To some extent, it represents the severity of the gods, letting all living beings know that the power of the gods cannot be offended, so killing her is also a provocation to the gods.

"The one who wants to kill you this time is still a witch." Ximu said with a playful smile, "If nothing unexpected happens, you will become the first god of death again."

The Plague Goddess showed a helpless smile: "Who wants to kill me?"

There are very few beings in this world who can kill gods. Since gods themselves have no concept of death, there is no way to kill them. The best that can be done is to seal them.

Unless the Witch of Death is hostile to the gods again, or the Lord of Ashes who exists at the end of time wants to burn the world.

Otherwise, theoretically she is not in danger of death.

Ximu did not explain and glanced at the Plague Goddess. Without any verbal communication, they reached a subtle tacit understanding.

The Plague Goddess hesitated, took out a biscuit from the bag and fed it to Akhtar.

"It's the witch clone." Ximu ate it and began to explain, "She is hiding in Lionheart City now, looking for an opportunity to kill you."

The Plague Goddess wondered, "She can also give gods the concept of death?"

Ximu did not explain, and the Plague Goddess fed Akhtar a biscuit upon seeing this.

Are these two here on a date, or are they here to watch a duel?
A sturdy man not far away looked at the interaction between the two with a speechless expression. This was a bloody duel.

Wouldn't it be better to change the feeding place?

But one thing has to be admitted, being fed by such a beautiful woman is indeed a very enviable thing.

"Of course she can't give the concept of death." Ximu explained the reason, "But she can achieve indirect death."

The Plague Goddess nodded slightly, took out a biscuit and fed it to Akhtar, signaling with her eyes that Akhtar should continue.

"The Clone Witch's ability is not only to create clones." Ximu's eyes fell on the pretty face of the Plague Goddess, "She can also make clones of others. By eating others, she can take over everything of the owner."

The Plague Goddess nodded slightly and fed Akhtar another biscuit.

Ximu continued, "If she takes over your identity as her clone, she will use your ability to start a plague and infect countless people into her clones."

The first major plot in the DLC is the plague, which requires players to gradually discover the real culprit behind the scenes. In the process, they will meet many demons and witches, including the Witch of Death. After locking onto the Plague Goddess through the Witch's ability, they will kill the Plague Goddess once.

However, the Plague Goddess does not have to die this time, but will fall into a weak state. After thanking the players, she will return to the sky to recuperate.

And if the player is patient enough to wait, when the game develops to the middle stage, he can also choose the Plague Goddess as his partner.

The era of countless disease-free people begins.

"Possessing someone else's power by occupying their body is truly a terrifying ability." The Plague Goddess commented.

There are many unsolvable abilities in this world. If they could be combined in one person, it would basically mean an invincible existence.

However, Ximu shook his head:
"It's not necessarily scary."

The Plague Goddess blinked her eyes when she heard this, took out a cookie from the bag and stuffed it into Akhtar's mouth, and then she heard Akhtar's explanation. "The clone ability is not able to control too much free will. After gathering too much consciousness, the collective will will take the lead." Ximu explained calmly, "If you occupy the body of an omnipotent strongman, the omnipotent strongman will immediately take the lead in return, and you have to choose to give up occupying the body of the omnipotent strongman."

The ability of the clone seems very powerful at first glance, but when it is actually used, you will find that it is not worth mentioning in front of stronger mechanical monsters.

However, in the early stage of the game, he is indeed qualified to be a boss role.

"If the clone grows to be omnipotent, can it ignore the above shortcomings?" asked the Plague Goddess, stuffing a biscuit into Akhtar's mouth.

"The Almighty is resistant to all influences." Ximu shook his head, "Unless it uses absolutely irresistible violence, it is only possible if the Almighty does not commit suicide."

"It seems that she has no way to become an omnipotent strong person quickly." The Plague Goddess breathed a sigh of relief and continued to stuff a biscuit into Akhtar's mouth.

After Ximu ate it, he revealed some useful information:

"The Monster Witch can achieve indirect omnipotence by integrating the abilities of all her creations, and the Clone Witch can do something similar, as long as she abandons the dominance of individual will and instead relies on the will of the group."

"It's amazing to be able to indirectly achieve omnipotence." The Plague Goddess commented, "Since you can achieve indirect omnipotence, you will be able to achieve true omnipotence sooner or later."

In this world, people usually reach the height of omnipotence by developing their own single ability to the point of generalizing. This process requires not only considering the limitations of their own talents, but also the limitations of their own abilities.

Some people are good at generalizing.

But some people's abilities are not suitable for generalization. For example, the ability of the God of War seems to be very unsolvable, but it is always stuck at the last step. The reason is nothing more than that he cannot make the world regard him as an enemy or a friend, which leads to his inability to become an omnipotent strong man.

"So she is already a very powerful witch." Ximu looked at the Plague Goddess beside him and smiled, "As long as she obtains your power, she can create clones on a large scale."

The Plague Goddess said in distress, "Can't you do it without my power?"

She didn't know why she felt a subtle malice. It was understandable that she was killed by Death before time went back, but now that time had gone back, she was being chased and killed.

It felt like she was being targeted by fate.

"Of course we don't have to rely on your power. Remember the Witch of Death?" Ximu looked at the distressed look on the Plague Goddess's face and explained, "We can also use the power of the Witch of Death to bring down the plague."

"The Death Witch is your subordinate, right?" The Plague Goddess had a bad feeling, and then Akhtar waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"The Sick and Dead Witch has never been my subordinate."

"I thought she was your subordinate." The Plague Goddess' voice revealed disappointment.

If the Sick Witch was Akhtar's subordinate, then she would not need to worry about the Sick Witch's safety. She could naturally return to Gaotian with peace of mind to prevent herself from being captured, thus ushering in the prelude to a disaster.

But if they were not Akhtar’s subordinates, the situation would be completely different.

"As one of the heroes of the past, she should be considered my challenger." Ximu shook his head. "My existence itself is in conflict with all living things, so she can't be my subordinate."

Plague Goddess: "..."

"Instead of pinning your hopes on me, you should work hard on your own." Ximu held his chin with one hand, his eyes fixed on the duel arena, "You can try to protect the Witch of Death and prevent the plague from coming."

"You want me to protect the Witch of Death?" The Plague Goddess was slightly stunned. "You really can come up with ideas that ordinary people can't think of, but this may be worth a try."

If she had been able to protect the Sick and Dead Witch closely while being prepared, then perhaps the disaster that was supposed to happen would not have happened.

This will also provide an opportunity to have long-term contact with Akhtar and get to know him better.

Maybe there is hope of finding a way to prevent the world from burning to ashes.

……

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at the same time.

In a luxury hotel.

A girl in a gorgeous Gothic-style long dress pulled open the curtains covering the window and her eyes fell in the direction of the duel arena.

"In three days, the Plague Goddess will definitely appear at the duel arena." She opened her red lips slightly, but her wine-red eyes were very calm.

"That's when the time comes to capture the Plague Goddess."

"Is there really nothing wrong with the plan?" A steady male voice came from the sofa in the room. Looking through the reflection in the glass, I saw a man with short black hair, a neat suit and a thick beard.

He put his feet up on the table.

"The Plague Goddess won't descend on the duel arena, right?"

"That's based on the Plague Goddess's fear of death." The witch's palm pressed on the glass, "But if that woman has a self-destructive personality and hides the idea that only her own death can atone for her sins, then she will not be afraid of the so-called prophecy, but may continue to stay in Lionheart City."

Her voice was firm.

"The prophesied hero Akhtar is coming to participate in the duel, which is enough to attract the Plague Goddess to come."

"I hope your plan goes well." The man regretted meeting the Clone Witch. He originally just wanted to see how the Clone Witch captured the Plague Goddess. Who would have thought that the Clone Witch would dare to let her clone play the role of Akhtar, thereby attracting the attention of the whole world and creating an opportunity to capture the Plague Goddess.

Is this something a normal person can do?
If this action attracts the Lord of Ashes at the end of time, all of them may be in danger.

"The Lord of Ashes won't care about such trivial matters." The witch clone turned around and explained to the man, "As long as you don't use your clones to get close to Akhtar's lovers, the Lord of Ashes won't care."

The man was silent for a moment, looking at the woman standing in front of the window. She had her long black hair tied into two ponytails and placed them on her shoulders. Her slender waist seemed like it could be broken with just a little force, and her skin was so white that it looked as if it had never seen the sun.

From the outside, she looks like an elegant noble lady, but in fact, she gives people an extremely dangerous and crazy feeling.

Anyway, he didn't want to get too close to such a dangerous woman.

"Afterwards, destroy the Akhtar clone."

"I don't need to destroy the clone myself." The clone witch said this, then turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

The man twitched his lips when he saw this and began to think about whether he should run away.

This woman was more abnormal than he had expected. Although all witches were more or less abnormal, the witch clone was particularly abnormal.

However, as a drama fiend, I am looking forward to this abnormal development.

"What will the world be like in three days?"

(End of this chapter)